歌词
Drink by drink, I'm thinkin', thinkin'
Why won't you hang with me this evening?
I can't walk and I can't dance
Give me a smile and then take off your pants
Saw her eyes in the rear-view mirror
Girls in the back seat, trunk full of beer
Eyes on the prize, eyes on her thighs
I'm not that old but I'm getting pretty wise
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
Coke and rum, can I taste your tongue?
Won't stop sipping 'til we're both numb
Who's that girl in the short black skirt?
Lotta lip gloss and a tight white shirt
Hand down my pants, hands on my glass
Got to the bottom of the bottom, but I still can't dance
Life is better with a handful of ass
Badass shades and a bag full of grass
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
Aah aah aah
